Tower of Karma

When William was returning to Arkas, world interest was temporarily focused on Arcadian Laconia. Arcadia troops who have only recently lost out on the Ostberg side. The division chief of the Second Army left the city's defense general and a new martial officer took office.

That's the man.

"It's Kaspar! Kaspar von Gardner!

Arcadia Third Army General, Kaspar von Gardner. He is a prestigious general who has not wavered the status of Gardner, a prestigious fighter of the martial arts, and a fierce general who was rounding the battlefield with Baldias and Bernhardt until he was entrusted to the generals of the third army.

"Awesome. It looks unusually big."

The atmosphere of the man's clump was such that his proximity was crazy just to be there.

For the younger ones, Kaspar's name is the Third Army general, with a strong impression of moderation, honesty, honesty and kindness. But Kaspar on the battlefield is different.

"Instead of greeting them, did they smash the enemy formation with just private soldiers? This Ostberg is going to have to go to war, too. Strakles can't move to give Garias a glimpse, and Kimon can't stop Caspar. I'm so excited."

Originally, he moves Kaspar, a great pawn who cannot be moved as the guardian of the King's capital. So much so that Arcadia was doing well now, and she was afraid of the swing.

I'll take care of everything.

Relieve the army on the Ostberg side, where the loss was in just one word, and regain morale. "Long live Caspar and long live Arcadia" is raised from there. So much so that a man named Caspar is trusted in Arcadia. From the bottom down to the king.

"All right, now I can ride the stream too!

Gregor, who had been assigned to Ostberg, clenched his fist uninhabited. Not that it's anyone's fault, but a repetition of winning or losing. Recently, he had lost, and Gregor was a teething day. That ends today, too.

Around...

"All the elite of the Third Army, there is also Hilda, his only daughter. I mean it, seriously, Arcadia is trying to drop Ostberg. That's what this HR change is all about."

Third Army put into action. That was exactly what Arcadia's attitude was today. I don't think about protecting it, I just think about attacking and winning. Caspar for that. The tri-army joint for this purpose.

"The other day, Master Bernhardt, the livery" Golden Sword "also came into Laconia, and I realized that we were the narrowest of shoulders."

The First Army general is the leader of the 'Golden Sword' Holst von Grilpalzer Legion, which will be brought to Osvalt. The Second Army was Jan's subordinate, "Spear of War," Gustav von Eiblinger, division leader. And the third army is' National Shield 'Admiral Kaspar von Gardner.

Spare no effort in the formation. The elites combine the strength and track record Arcadia can deliver now. The fattest generation was set in motion by the momentum of the bloody newcomers.

Undoubtedly the country that is now gaining the most momentum among the Seven Kingdoms was Arcadia.

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There was a strait between the Kingdom of Estado and the island of Garnia, a convoy trying to cross it. It is the kingdom of Arkland that united Garnia. A large fleet of ships that I don't think came out of one island. We're really going to hit the continent. Apollonia of Arkland is.

But...

"I'm not giving you control of the sea. Her Majesty the Queen of the Island States."

There was a Campeador fleet in Estado led by the strongest navy of this era, the "Fierce Sea" Pinot Sid Campeador. A sea champion who does not fight even Galias from the front if at sea.

The strongest ships made from the best wood for ships native to Estado. Moreover, the front is reinforced by iron, and its body is crushed if it is a lined ship. Strong, and fast.

In addition, there are many. The Arkland side is also a large fleet, but the Estado side has nearly twice that number of ships. There was a huge difference in national power, above all in the thought of hanging in the navy.

"If you can get out, get out."

The strongest force at sea gives you a glimpse.

Back to back with a ready estard, the Arkland side was experiencing an unforeseen situation.

…………

Apollonia of Arkland, the Great Black Column, had become useless due to seasickness. The knights are also in great haste for this. Although it was good that momentum jumped out into the sea, it also lost momentum and in front of it was the strongest fleet at sea.

"Absolutely not. Then you won't win anything."

"There's a way. It was the first time His Majesty had gone out to sea. I get seasick sometimes."

Lowenglin and Pelinoa had a dry grin, sighing out at a situation that had no prospect of winning. Already around Votigan has lowered his own fleet to the rear, ready to escape at any time.

"Can't we win somehow?

"It is impossible to decide. The other guy is" The Fiery Sea. "

Euphemia just cuts off Baylin's question. As a matter of fact, there lies an indefensible wall called the Fiery Sea. I just have to retreat more than I can get out of it.

"Exactly. Even 'The Knight King' is not engaged with Estado at sea. We rooted for no battle at sea and brought it into ground warfare. In Garnia's history, there's no record of winning a naval battle against Estado."

The last knight to go down to the Apollonia military gate, "The Bow Knight" Tristram speaks.

Still, I thought Apollonia could overshadow that history. I think so by playing Tristrum, a knight of war. So much Apollonia's brilliance was beyond reason. But the brilliance also does not appear dull before seasickness.

"I don't know if I'm gonna turn back before I fight."

Lowenglin looks at Apollonia. I convinced myself to take charge of it. But if you can't even cross the ocean, there's no reason for you to hang your head as the Lord. The Union of Garnia was created by The Knight King as the flag bearer. Historical grand offense, and historic grand defeat. I thought it would snow the defeat brought about by Estaard. It also frightens me.

Even Baylin, the only one in this who is intoxicated by Apollonia without interest, could not have had the words to defend this situation.

The situation is packed. A warrior of the land where he gathered knights who were the Lord. The sea is a gatekeeper. I can't even think of a way to win.

"... sorry everyone"

The words spilled from Apollonia gave disappointment to the Hordes. What I wanted was no apology. He wanted a needle to victory, a guide as a king.

Baylin tried to stop me from being told any more.

"Still, I want to fight on the continent. I want to fight on the continent and burn my name to their history. As a winner, yeah. Bring me to the continent. Then you will be the knights of the champions."

There was no need to stop it. Apollonia was king even in this state. I haven't found so many flaws, yet I don't suspect myself as a champion. As long as we reach land, we instantly dye the continent with our flames. It was a short word,

"… World War I, would you like to exchange it"

It succeeded in stirring the knights' extinguished flames.

The knights who begin to dominate the battle. The knights who weren't on this spot can't escape if they find out they're going to fight too. Garnian knights honor pride. And...

That pride is the biggest cause of the last defeat.

And this time again...

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"Where are you headed?

Ulysses of Leonvern asks in a slurred voice. It looked a lot smaller than the three of them, the smallest of the four and also a mass of presence.

The fact that they were still dragging on their failure to protect Bridget still gave the impression that they were still childish and hadn't made it. Though good and evil were each of the three.

"It is Sambalt"

Ark answers. Ulysses looks a lot sillier. Sambalt is a country sandwiched by Estado and Gallias. Regardless of the size of the economy, if seen by force, it is not significantly different from that of a small country. I have the impression that every dispute can be avoided, and questions arise as to where the Knight King is headed.

"Don't you want to see me? To a black wolf who can follow a lion."

Ulysses opened his eyes.

Yes, there are lions and black wolves in Sambalt right now. A novel star that shines brightly on the world. He is also an egg of heroes who make times, just like William.

All the way to San Balto.

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Wolfe looked bored and sat in a chair. The outfit is black. Yeah. I'm supposed to be heading into battle again today, but I got a stop from my sponsor, the Princess of San Balto. Recent overwins have led to formal letters telling me not to inspire Estado any more.

"Can't we win too much, huh? I don't understand."

The faces of Sambalt were split in half when he wreaked havoc. Some generals, who had been tormented over the years, took over and floated with joy, while others floated with the colour of inner fear that retaliation would not come from Estard. Now it is mostly the latter.

"You're misogynistic from the princess. Maybe it's time for the tide."

The best understanders and collaborators for the Wolves were the princesses of Saint Bart. Ever since I happened to have a request to help her, it's been a cordial pattern for both the public and private sectors, but if you ask me not to move from there, I can't free the boulder wolf either.

"Do you think I'll be hired by Nedeluxe again using Anatole's handwriting? That way I can fight Amna again. I got pretty good at it, too. He should be up there, too. It's no worse than power."

After all, the most enjoyable battlefield for Wolf was that battle. I was tormented at the same time as it was fun. And learned a lot. Wolf himself thinks he lost. Paper weight difference, but that's not as small as it looks. They buried it or they want to try it.

Wolf, I'm coming in.

Euwayne, Wolfe's right arm, came into the room. Wolfe asks what it is for with her gaze. Euwayne laughs bitterly at the sight of it.

"I'm a customer. It's a little rough."

It did make a little noise downstairs from earlier. I wondered if the mercenaries of the rough things were fighting again, but things are strange.

"How many?

"You're alone. Not that I checked directly."

"Ho, alone? Nice, boney bastard."

Wolfe came up with a little color of interest. Wolfe stands up in iron footsteps.

"I'll deal with him. I'll give you the three men on the watch."

"Do you feel stronger there?

"It's better to live inside, isn't it? I'm good inside. Ugh, we'll have fun for what they've covered!

"... poor thing. Okay, I'll deal with the people on the table."

That being said, Euwayne opened the wooden window in Wolfe's room and popped out onto the surface. I guess there's something I think about Saint Bart these days, though Euwayne hasn't even spoken it. Wolfe is not the only one who feels frustrated when the battle is taken away.

"Sa, what kind of guy is he? What kind of bastard sells fights to me?"

Wolf smiles and turns his foot downstairs.